Arnold's Smiles/Trent Arnold

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Mias POV:
Trent went back to his room because I was ready to get up. I barely needed any sleep to function but Trent was the opposite. I made sure to tell my dad that Trent would be late to training.
'That lads good, he doesn't need to worry about training.' He smiled. I nodded, opening my phone to text my boyfriend when I remembered that I forgot to open the message he'd sent me the night before.

Trent💍: hey gorgeous. Just sending this now as I'm literally outside your door. Your the most beautiful lady I've met in my whole entire life and you have the most perfect soul. Thanks for being the one for me. I love and need you for the rest of my life. I hope tonight's a good one wifey 👼🏼❤️💍

I smiled putting my phone back in my pocket, Trent would be fine without me for a while.
'Come sit!' Jesse shouted from the seats at the side of the pitch. I ran to sit besides them and Jesse pulled me into a hug.
'You ok?' I asked.
'Yeah you?'
'Yeah,' he smiled.
'Where's T man?' Jesse winked.
'Asleep. He's tired.' I sighed.
'Little baby.' He laughed.
'I'm not asleep.' I heard a tired voice growl from behind me. I smiled turning and kissing my boyfriend on the lips.
'Hiya gorgeous.' I smiled.
'Hey.' He beamed sitting down besides me.
'Break done, back up lads.' My dad ordered.
'Literally just sat down.' Trent moaned.
'I'll come train too.' I said jumping up. Trent threw me the ball and I smiled catching it.
I was out on Trents team this time so he wasn't tackling me at least. Kyle came in from the side and slide tackled me. It was a big one but I managed to jump over him and score. The second tackle that was made by John I couldn't save myself from. His legs hooked onto the back of my boots and pulled me down onto the floor, I smacked my back hard.
'I'm so sorry!' He whispered cuddling me and repeating the same words over and over again.
'It's fine.' I smiled. But it really wasn't. I was really hurt.

'Come on chicken.' Trent said, helping me up off the floor and walking back with me inside. We told John I was just going to sit down because I didn't want him to know the truth. It would upset him.
'Back here again.' The nurse laughed as I opened the door.
'Just can't help myself.' I replied.
'Yeah so I'm glad you came down here.' She said pulling some bandages out.
'Why!' I moaned. I knew something was wrong. She pulled my boot off my foot and I winced in pain, grabbing Trents hand.
'You'll be glad to know it's not broken, however Johns boot practically hacked its way into yours causing a lot of external damage. It'll hurt to walk on for a while and will bruise alot. keep  coming back to see me if you need to.' She smiled. I nodded.
'Trent does that mean I can't train with you anymore?' I asked sadly.
'Of course it means you can't train with me anymore. Your meant to be joining a team when your home we don't want you injured.' He said sadly.

'Ooo who are you joining?' Katie the nurse asked.
'Liverpool.'
'Back to your roots eh?' She smiled.
'How'd you know?' I asked shocked.
'Your dad. He's so proud of you, always telling all of the staff about you and there's so many people working on the England team so excited to meet you because of what he's said, you should go say hi to everyone.' She smiled.
'Maybe I will, thank you Katie.' I smiled hugging her.
'No problem, I'll see you soon.' She smiled opening the door for me.
'Come here.' Trent said opening his arms.
'Trent.' I moaned. With that he picked me up and carried me back outside sitting me down on the seats. John hadn't seen me thank god.
'Don't tell him.' I whispered. He nodded.
'He's gonna find out when he sees me carrying you everywhere.' Trent laughed.
'I know but bless his heart he didn't mean to hurt me.' I pouted.
'At least we know he needs to work on his slide tackles.' Trent winked.
'Yeah ok good observation. Kyle nearly killed me too.' I laughed.
'I know. These lads are rough.'
'Well it's not good. Your not gonna be able to play football getting hurt. That's what's gonna happen because I can guarantee that slide tackle probably hurt John more than me.'
'That's true. I'll go check up on him.' Trent said kissing my lips.
'I love you.' He whispered.
'I love you my gorgeous.' I smiled.
'Dirty slag. Trent doesn't need you.' I heard someone whisper. I turned around to see people stood with their faces up against the fence, looking at me, some were recording.
'Can I help you?' I asked.
'Yeah, we want you to admit the real reason your with Trent and leave the boys alone.' A girl spat.
'And why's that? Because your jealous?'
'Your doing it for money.' Someone scoffed.
'Are you kidding? I'm with Trent for money when I'm a chart topping singer with the most Instagram followers in the world. I get paid more than you do in a week just to post something on Instagram.' I spat back.
'Well your after something.'
'Yeah, sure.' I said grabbing my bag and heading inside I didn't care that my foot was bad. I just didn't want anyone to see me so I ran inside and went up the stairs. My foot was bleeding again but I sorted it out when I got upstairs. I locked myself in a meeting room and sat with my head against the wall.
What a mess my life had become.